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Title: Dangerous Love

Author: Casey Clipper

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date:March 10, 2015

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From Contemporary Romance Author Casey Clipper comes book 3 of The Love Series.

Warning, book 3 of The Love Series is about bad boy extraordinaire Derk Forester. This novel contains strong/foul language, violence, and sex. After all, he works for the mob. No rainbows or kittens in his story. Possibly a puppy. Oh, and no cliffhangers in this series.

Dangerous Love:

Derk Forester is a man who’s used to getting what he wants when he wants. He takes, conquers, then saunters away in all aspects of his life – work and play. Years embedded deep in the mob and a sour taste for relationships, he has zero desire to find a permanent partner to make a home with. His carefree lifestyle leaves him with a long list of inconsequential, bed-rocking, no-strings-attached women. A daily life he relishes until he meets…her. The one woman who could alter his world. The one woman he can’t get out of his head. The one woman who could bring him to his knees. The one woman who could be used against him.

If it wasn’t for bad luck, Mackenzie Hiland would have no luck at all. A cheating husband, shafted by the courts, no money or home, her life is a dismal list of horrible choices and even worse consequences. After acknowledging she needs to change her decision making skills, Mackenzie can’t help but to be lured in by the dangerous man, who’s taken an interest in her and is blatant in his desire to get her into his bed. Despite the fact she tries to distance herself from Derk, he refuses her rejections. Will Derk become another addition to the long list of regretful decisions she’s made? Could Derk possibly be the man that doesn’t screw her over? Or will Derk be the one choice that finally takes her to a point of no return?

*Dangerous Love is book 3 of The Love Series. Though this is not a cliffhanger series and the novel can be read as a standalone, you might find it more enjoyable to read the entire series.

**Warning: Not suitable for under 18 yrs of age. Contains strong language, violence, and sex.

Novels in The Love Series:

Book 1 – Silent Love

Book 2 – Unexpected Love

Book 3 – Dangerous Love

Book 4 – (final installment) coming soon!

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A few minutes after ten, Derk and Smith sauntered into Cards to find it filled with wall to wall drunks.

“Holy sh*t,” Derk spat.

Mackenzie was on top of the bar with Kayla and two other bartenders doing some sort of dance, gyrating to the pulse of the music. He could have sworn he felt his blood pressure spike. F*&k this shit. It was bad enough she just recovered from a concussion from dancing on that cesspool of a bar, but to be on display like a pole dancer. Forget it. Not his girl. She needed to find a goddamn secretary job.

Seeing red, he stormed right up to the bar, shoved drunk bastards out of his way, until he stood below her. It only took a moment for her to catch his eye. A flash of fear lit those beautiful blues. Luckily for her and everyone else nearby, it was the end of the number. She jumped off the bar to a round of applause and went right back to pouring drafts. Conveniently out of arm’s reach. When she approached him, he reached across the bar and yanked her close.

“I don’t like it,” he growled. Eyes narrowed, he studied her as she nervously bit her lip. The caveman in him wanted to toss her over his shoulder and cart her the f&%k out of the disease infested place. Buuuut, that would more than likely have her screaming, and the only time he ever wanted to hear her shriek was when he was pounding into that tight body.

F&%k. F*&k. F*&k.

How the hell did he deal with this? He wasn’t used to wanting a woman so badly he went all alpha or whatever. It made him feel…exposed, like he was gonna lose his sh@t.

“You realize you don’t have a say in what I do for a living,” she challenged, her voice unsure.

“You really want to get into it with me, Mac? Do you?” he countered, totally turned on by her defiance.

Shrugging, she looked him dead in the eyes. “Do you really want to get into this debate with me?”

She squared her shoulders and straightened her spine, ready for a battle.

Assaulting her mouth, he kissed her hard, his tongue reaching as far back as it would go. He was so f*&king hot for her, he wanted to take her on the dirty-a** wood bar. Apparently, she was just as hot, because she met him stroke for stroke as their tongues danced violently. He dislodged their lip lock. “Mac, you’re mine tonight.”

Her eyes glittered excitedly. “You think?”

“You don’t have a f*&king choice, M. I’m tired of waiting for you. No more.” Derk released his grip on her and reluctantly allowed her to return to her duties. Raking his eyes up and down her fine body, little did she know what she was in for when she clocked out in a couple hours. Waving toward the far end of bar, she let him know where she was stationed for the night. He and Smith muscled their way and not-so-gently escorted two barely twenty-one year old punks off two stools.

Mac quickly slid a beer in front of them, then went about her business. Derk ran a hand through his hair and released a long breath. He picked up his longneck and took a drag, his eyes plastered to Mac. As if she could feel his penetrating gaze upon her, she turned his direction and her cheeks pinked. Snorting, he crooked a finger at her. The minx sauntered over to him and leaned on the bar, teasing him with her perfect breasts.

“You’re coming home with me after work,” he demanded.

Narrowing her eyes, she said, “Are you asking or telling me?”

About to admit that was a direct order, he clamped his mouth shut.

“Will you?” he asked, with only a hint less demand.

She rolled her eyes which caused Smith to chuckle. A rarity for the man.

“You look tired.”

“It’s been a sh*tty day,” he admitted.

Nodding, as if she sensed that, she relented. “Okay.”

“I’ll pick you up,” he said. “Three?”

“No, midnight. I get off early.” She gave him the most awesome wicked smile.

He leaned over into her personal space. “You don’t have to work here, you know.”

Furrowing her brows. “What do you mean?”

“Just saying.” He shrugged.

Sh*t, what the hell was that? Sometimes that brain filter thing shut off on him. Now wasn’t the time to spew stupid crap like she could live with him and he’d take care of her.

Beside him, Smith quietly chuckled, again. He’d kick the bastard if he didn’t think Smith would retaliate with a bullet to his knee cap.

Derk picked up his beer and downed it, tossed some cash on the bar, then stood to leave. Leaning over, he grabbed Mac at the nape of her neck and pulled her in for a blazing goodbye kiss.

When he had enough of her taste to tie him over until later, he stalked out of the place before he opened his mouth and said more crazy, stupid sh*t.

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Contemporary Romance Author Casey Clipper lives in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, PA, which naturally makes her a football, hockey, and baseball fan. Like you, she is an avid romance reader and loves to lose herself in a good story. She also has an admitted addiction to chocolate. Casey writes contemporary dramatic romance and contemporary edge romance. She is an active member of the Romance Writers of America, Contemporary Romance Authors, Authors Guild, Pennwriters, TRRW, IAN, and ASMSG.

Title: Dangerous Love

Author: Casey Clipper

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date:March 10, 2015

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From International Amazon Bestselling Contemporary Romance Author comes book 3 of the #1 Bestselling The Love Series in fiction/drama/women authors.

Warning, book 3 of The Love Series is about bad boy extraordinaire Derk Forester. This novel contains strong/foul language, violence, and sex. After all, he works for the mob. No rainbows or kittens in his story. Possibly a puppy. Oh, and no cliffhangers in this series.

Dangerous Love:

Derk Forester is a man who’s used to getting what he wants when he wants. He takes, conquers, then saunters away in all aspects of his life – work and play. Years embedded deep in the mob and a sour taste for relationships, he has zero desire to find a permanent partner to make a home with. His carefree lifestyle leaves him with a long list of inconsequential, bed-rocking, no-strings-attached women. A daily life he relishes until he meets…her. The one woman who could alter his world. The one woman he can’t get out of his head. The one woman who could bring him to his knees. The one woman who could be used against him.

If it wasn’t for bad luck, Mackenzie Hiland would have no luck at all. A cheating husband, shafted by the courts, no money or home, her life is a dismal list of horrible choices and even worse consequences. After acknowledging she needs to change her decision making skills, Mackenzie can’t help but to be lured in by the dangerous man, who’s taken an interest in her and is blatant in his desire to get her into his bed. Despite the fact she tries to distance herself from Derk, he refuses her rejections. Will Derk become another addition to the long list of regretful decisions she’s made? Could Derk possibly be the man that doesn’t screw her over? Or will Derk be the one choice that finally takes her to a point of no return?

*Dangerous Love is book 3 of The Love Series. Though this is not a cliffhanger series and the novel can be read as a standalone, you might find it more enjoyable to read the entire series.

**Warning: Not suitable for under 18 yrs of age. Contains strong language, violence, and sex.

Novels in The Love Series:

Book 1 – Silent Love

Book 2 – Unexpected Love

Book 3 – Dangerous Love

Book 4 – (final installment) coming soon!

A few minutes after ten, Derk and Smith sauntered into Cards to find it filled with wall to wall drunks.

“Holy sh*t,” Derk spat.

Mackenzie was on top of the bar with Kayla and two other bartenders doing some sort of dance, gyrating to the pulse of the music. He could have sworn he felt his blood pressure spike. F*&k this shit. It was bad enough she just recovered from a concussion from dancing on that cesspool of a bar, but to be on display like a pole dancer. Forget it. Not his girl. She needed to find a goddamn secretary job.

Seeing red, he stormed right up to the bar, shoved drunk bastards out of his way, until he stood below her. It only took a moment for her to catch his eye. A flash of fear lit those beautiful blues. Luckily for her and everyone else nearby, it was the end of the number. She jumped off the bar to a round of applause and went right back to pouring drafts. Conveniently out of arm’s reach. When she approached him, he reached across the bar and yanked her close.

“I don’t like it,” he growled. Eyes narrowed, he studied her as she nervously bit her lip. The caveman in him wanted to toss her over his shoulder and cart her the f&%k out of the disease infested place. Buuuut, that would more than likely have her screaming, and the only time he ever wanted to hear her shriek was when he was pounding into that tight body.

F&%k. F*&k. F*&k.

How the hell did he deal with this? He wasn’t used to wanting a woman so badly he went all alpha or whatever. It made him feel…exposed, like he was gonna lose his sh@t.

“You realize you don’t have a say in what I do for a living,” she challenged, her voice unsure.

“You really want to get into it with me, Mac? Do you?” he countered, totally turned on by her defiance.

Shrugging, she looked him dead in the eyes. “Do you really want to get into this debate with me?”

She squared her shoulders and straightened her spine, ready for a battle.

Assaulting her mouth, he kissed her hard, his tongue reaching as far back as it would go. He was so f*&king hot for her, he wanted to take her on the dirty-a** wood bar. Apparently, she was just as hot, because she met him stroke for stroke as their tongues danced violently. He dislodged their lip lock. “Mac, you’re mine tonight.”

Her eyes glittered excitedly. “You think?”

“You don’t have a f*&king choice, M. I’m tired of waiting for you. No more.” Derk released his grip on her and reluctantly allowed her to return to her duties. Raking his eyes up and down her fine body, little did she know what she was in for when she clocked out in a couple hours. Waving toward the far end of bar, she let him know where she was stationed for the night. He and Smith muscled their way and not-so-gently escorted two barely twenty-one year old punks off two stools.

Mac quickly slid a beer in front of them, then went about her business. Derk ran a hand through his hair and released a long breath. He picked up his longneck and took a drag, his eyes plastered to Mac. As if she could feel his penetrating gaze upon her, she turned his direction and her cheeks pinked. Snorting, he crooked a finger at her. The minx sauntered over to him and leaned on the bar, teasing him with her perfect breasts.

“You’re coming home with me after work,” he demanded.

Narrowing her eyes, she said, “Are you asking or telling me?”

About to admit that was a direct order, he clamped his mouth shut.

“Will you?” he asked, with only a hint less demand.

She rolled her eyes which caused Smith to chuckle. A rarity for the man.

“You look tired.”

“It’s been a sh*tty day,” he admitted.

Nodding, as if she sensed that, she relented. “Okay.”

“I’ll pick you up,” he said. “Three?”

“No, midnight. I get off early.” She gave him the most awesome wicked smile.

He leaned over into her personal space. “You don’t have to work here, you know.”

Furrowing her brows. “What do you mean?”

“Just saying.” He shrugged.

Sh*t, what the hell was that? Sometimes that brain filter thing shut off on him. Now wasn’t the time to spew stupid crap like she could live with him and he’d take care of her.

Beside him, Smith quietly chuckled, again. He’d kick the bastard if he didn’t think Smith would retaliate with a bullet to his knee cap.

Derk picked up his beer and downed it, tossed some cash on the bar, then stood to leave. Leaning over, he grabbed Mac at the nape of her neck and pulled her in for a blazing goodbye kiss.

When he had enough of her taste to tie him over until later, he stalked out of the place before he opened his mouth and said more crazy, stupid sh*t.

International Bestselling Romance Author Casey Clipper lives in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, PA, which naturally makes her a football, hockey, and baseball fan. Like you, she is an avid romance reader and loves to lose herself in a good story. She also has an admitted addiction to chocolate. Casey writes contemporary dramatic romance and contemporary edge romance. She is an active member of the Romance Writers of America, Contemporary Romance Authors, Authors Guild, Pennwriters, TRRW, IAN, and ASMSG.

From International Amazon Best-Selling Author Casey Clipper, the Amazon Best-Selling The Love Series delves into Ryan’s story.

Ryan Millen. Notorious playboy. Forever a bachelor. Never one to settle. Loves his one-night-stands. Ryan has loved his single status without any desire to settle down into a permanent relationship. Why would he? To be in a relationship requires work and sacrifice. Why go through all that trouble to make himself miserable just to make a woman happy?

Lynn is struggling to get by day-to-day. Thirty-two years old, she can’t find a job in a saturated market. She can no longer afford to pay the bills with her minimum wage job after her ex dumped her while she’d been in middle of nursing school. He walked out on her to “find himself.” Now she finds herself on her brother’s doorstep, begging for a place to stay so maybe she can find a way to crawl out of the hole she’s been swallowed by. Embarrassed by her situation, she vows never to become dependant on a man again.

Ryan’s world is turned upside down when one of his one-nighters throws a wrench into his perfect single life. He loses himself not knowing how to handle a situation he never wanted. His life spins out of control, about to lose his job and his mind.

An opportunity crosses Lynn’s path that she’d never considered. An opportunity to possibly gain financial independence. An opportunity her brother warns her not to take. An opportunity she can’t refuse.

Will Ryan’s new world destroy him or can he accept it and move forward with a chance for a life he’d never planned, but if he embraces could open up his heart for an unexpected surprise. Can Lynn save Ryan from himself? Can Lynn allow herself to open up to Ryan and trust again? What happens when they push against the natural draw they have towards one another?

And what happens when Ryan’s one-nighter reappears, set out for revenge?

*This is not a cliffhanger or cliffhanger series

**Not suitable for under 18 years of age due to sexual content and some violence.

Seven in the morning and Ryan lumbered through the front door of the house. He was beat-up and exhausted. In that been-f%%ked-all-too-good kind of way. He tossed his keys on the entryway table and went straight to the kitchen. A fresh pot of coffee was half gone, which meant his brother was up, ready for his workday. Ryan decided to skip the morning brew so he could get some rest. He started up the stairs when Beth appeared at the top, hands on her hips, and a deep frown on her features.

“Where have you been?”

He stopped, stunned. Talk about out of character. His sister-in-law was anything but confrontational. “Ummm….out.”

“Yeah, we know,” she said. “You should have been home last night. Sean called the hospital to talk to you but they said you were sent home.” She started to wobble down the steps. Her tiny body looked disproportionately pregnant with twins. The poor girl had gotten to the point in the pregnancy where it started to become painful. “Where have you been?”

“You’re not my mother, Beth,” he said, trying unsuccessfully to hold back his bite. “I don’t need another one of those. Got one. Don’t answer to her and not about to start answering to you.”

She gasped, her eyes grew wide and flashed with hurt.

“You do answer to me,” his brother growled from behind him. “And if my wife asks you a f#%king question, you better f%^king answer it, Ryan. Where the hell were you last night?”

Ryan whipped around. “I went out to relax.”

Sean cocked a brow. “All night?”

He snorted. “I was busy.”

His brother braced his hands on either side of the stairwell walls, as if trying to keep himself from coming after him.

International Amazon Best-selling Author Casey Clipper lives in Pittsburgh, PA. She’s a known sports fanatic and chocolate lover (though that should be classified as more of an addiction). Like you, she loves to lose herself in a good romance novel and carries her Kindle with her everywhere. Casey is an active member of the Romance Writers of America, Contemporary Romance Writers, TRRW, the Authors Guild, ASMSG, Pennwriters, and IAN.

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